“We need a medic!” Jessica shouted.
Falko scowled. He grabbed Jessica’s bicep. “Salazar or not, soon as she wakes up, she’s mine.”
Jessica met Falko’s gaze with a set of hard eyes brimming with anger. She pulled away from him as a medic rushed into the room. Glancing at Alexandra’s vital stats, the medic pulled an electric stimulation machine from his kit. General Taylor and Jack appeared in the doorway. Falko crossed his arms and paced back to where they stood.
“Stand back!” the medic commanded.
He pressed two electric stimulation pads into Alexandra’s chest—just above her heart—and set a clear plastic plate over the top of them. When he powered up the defibrillator, a hologram of Alexandra’s chest cavity appeared above the plastic plate. The three dimensional rendering of her heart was motionless. The medic engaged the electricity. Two lightening-like tentacles of energy appeared on the hologram as the electric stim pads fired. The medic directed the pinpoints of electricity to specific locations on Alexandra’s heart. Short, even pulses of energy stabbed at it, forcing it to contract at a regulated beat. Seconds passed. Nothing. Color drained from her face like water through a sieve. The medic increased the voltage. Violent spasms wracked the holographic image of Alexandra’s heart.
“Come on! Come on!” muttered the medic.
A cold, distressed silence fell over the room. Alexandra’s lifeless body twitched with grotesque finality. Jessica’s shoulders sagged and her head tilted forward in despair and resentment. The medic stepped away from the machine and started to shake his head. And then, Alexandra’s eyes exploded open as she gasped for breath. The medic jumped back into action.
“We need to get her to the medical station right away,” said the medic.
Jessica nodded and helped him prepare to move Alexandra.
Falko turned to Jack. “Suit up. As soon as she gives us a location you’re gone.”
